Super Daddies: A Naughty Nerdy Romantic Comedy Anthology

by Smith, Maren

  “No, uh, it was a naughty move on my part.”

  “Yes, it was, so how do you think I should respond?”

  “I think the delicious meal in your stomach might sway you to let this one slide.”

  “Oh? Is that what your motivations were, sweetheart? Trick me into eating a decadent meal in order to forgive your thievery?”

  “Thievery sounds a bit harsh,” I squeaked. “I simply protected myself for the next encounter. It was a brilliant move in order to keep safe.”

  “Are you implying my orders weren’t keeping your safety in mind, little girl?”

  Fuck. He was the brilliant one. Kade twisted my words right around. No matter what I attempted to convey, he’d be a step ahead of me. This man was probably spectacular at chess. “No, Daddy. I wouldn’t say such a thing.”

  “Right, so now that I know how you would respond, I’m going to show you how I will.” A slow smile spread across his mouth. “We’re going to go back downstairs, and I’m going to punish your tight little back hole until you’ve learned your lesson.”

  “You can’t mean my–” I gulped. “No, way. Can’t you just spank me?”

  “Oh yes, I’m going to spank you in addition to what I’ve planned. You’ll also have to earn the right to have an orgasm. Are we clear?”

  “Oh my God.”

  “No, you can just call me Daddy.”

  * * *

  Kade

  Of course, I knew about the expensive suit Caitlyn had purchased. I wasn’t stupid, and though she hadn’t implied it directly, I wondered what had flitted through her brain when she had the items shipped to Cate Foster. When I’d logged online to verify the credit card, it had taken a lot of composure not to ask her. No, I wanted her to tell me to my face about her sticky fingers and my snatched platinum card. I considered popping the question since her first name fit beautifully with my surname under the guise that since she entered it online it was legally bonding, but I wasn’t the sort of man to trick a woman into marrying me.

  My cock hardened, and I thought of cold, dark memories to kill my arousal. I peeled the last bit of skin from the ginger root and shaped it into a plug. Caitlyn wasn’t going to enjoy the ordeal planned for her, but if she took it well, I’d let her come. I strode from the kitchen into the living room and drank in her body. So many buckles and straps. I hoped the anticipation drove her wild. I placed the tray in my hands down on the black walnut coffee table. It contained a platter with the ginger root, a smaller piece for her clit, a small bowl of water, a towel, and my short black cane.

  “Come over here.”

  “Yes, Daddy.”

  She obeyed without resistance though she eyed the tray suspiciously. I untied the pretty mask from her even more beautiful face, and then set it down. I tugged at the clasps on her right shoulder and then her left until her upper torso was freed from its leather confines. Caitlyn looked every bit the part of some warrior princess, and I fully enjoyed undressing her until she stood clad only in a tiny black thong. I ran my hand over the gusset of her panties and she moaned.

  “You’re wet already?” I tsked and slipped the tiny scrap of fabric off of her body and then bent her down until her body laid flush against the table. “You are a naughty little thing.”

  “I can pay you back for the costume,” she offered.

  “It’s not about the money.” I dipped the ginger plug into the water and then traced it down the crack of her bottom. I slowly inserted the root while I kept one hand firmly on her lower back. “It’s about following the rules you agreed to, Cate.”

  “Oh.” She raised up on her tiptoes. “I don’t like it! I’ve never had anything other than your finger inside my-my… in there.” She panted. “Please take it out.”

  “You’re going to like it a whole lot less in a moment.” I dried my hands on the towel, and then parted her thighs a little further than comfortable. I planted a kiss on the very edge of her spine, and then slapped each of her cheeks. Over and over, I danced my palm across the expanse of her ass, which quickly bloomed pink prints from where I’d struck her. I paused as her most private opening clenched, and then I picked up the rattan cane I’d selected for tonight’s punishment.

  “Eeek, Daddy, please!” She clenched down again which squeezed on the root. Its juices intensified the burning sensation as it was meant to do. Her hips wiggled from side to side. “Oh! I promise to listen to your rules. Just take it out.”

  “When we’re done here, I’ve got no doubt that you will.” I tapped the cane against her left cheek, lined up the target and then snapped it hard. Her ass jiggled from the impact and then she yelped. I repeated the same process on her right cheek.

  “Ouch, ouch!” Caitlyn peddled her heels up and down multiple times. “No more. My ass is burning and I said I’ll listen.”

  “Do I follow your orders, little girl? Is that how things work around here?”

  “No, but it stings like a freaking bee. Please, Daddy? I’ve had enough.”

  “Oh, have you?” I shifted the cane to her upper thighs and landed one stripe across both of them.

  “Kade!”

  “What if someone had tracked that package?” I struck the cane again in almost the same location.

  “Stop!”

  “Hm? What if Antonio or his men intercepted your little costume, princess, and they replaced it with a bomb?” I snapped another line against the lowest curve of her ass and another. “Then where would you be?”

  “Dead! I’d be dead, Daddy. Okay? And no one but you would miss me.”

  “Do you think my feelings matter?”

  “Yes, of course your feelings matter.” Her shoulders sagged, and her breath hitched in her throat. “I don’t know what you want me to say. I love you, but it scares the fuck out of me.” Tears flowed down her cheeks and her long blonde locks stuck to her face.

  “I love you, Caity-bug. I’m not going to let anyone harm you again.” I gathered her hair behind her, twisted it into a quick braid and secured it with an elastic band. “You’ve got two more with the cane so brace yourself and take the rest of your punishment gracefully so we can discuss your rewards.”

  “I’m not sure I can handle this.”

  “Yes, you can. You’re the strongest woman I’ve ever met.” Her statement pointed to something so much deeper, not just regarding my punishment but to the whole picture. Us. A relationship. I cleared my throat. “Are you ready?”

  The muscles in her arms tightened and released.

  “Yes.”

  I delivered the last two higher up on the roundest curves of her supple bottom and left two raised welts from where the cane kissed her. To her credit, she never moved out of position. I set the cane down on the tray and lifted the tiny ginger piece I cut to rest on top of her hot little button.

  “You took your punishment beautifully, Cate. Now sit down on the table and spread your legs for me.”

  Her legs trembled, but Caitlyn eased down onto the coffee table and she parted her legs. I capped her clit and slowly brought her legs back together. She opened her mouth, but I shook my head and she slammed her lips together.

  “Lie back and keep your legs shut.”

  Caitlyn obeyed, and she looked like a freaking golden goddess against the dark wood of the table. She winced, but didn’t say a word. Her mind seemed more at ease as well, though I knew her bottom and thighs burned from my attention there. I stripped off my clothes, one article at a time, and her eyes widened.

  “Open your mouth, little girl, and suck me off.” I straddled the table until my cock aligned with her mouth and she took my hardness in between her lips. She hummed as she sucked, and her hands worked up and down my shaft. “Faster, sweetheart.”

  “All my nerves feel like they’re firing off at once.”

  “Keep going. Let the burn fade into pleasure.” She increased her speed, sucking and licking while her hands moved in tandem. “Do you want me to fuck you?” Her head bobbed up and down. “Suck Daddy ha
rder and I’ll give you what you want.”

  Caitlyn winked up at me, and I nearly lost my concentration. Her gorgeous body and all its amazing curves glistened with sweat, and it stroked my ego. I wanted to be the one who got her to this level of passion and pleasure for the rest of her life. I wanted to turn her ass pink and then make her come so hard she screamed my name. I wanted to hold her against me every night, and kiss her good-morning every day. My balls tightened and I held up a finger. She stopped and I pulled out of her mouth. “Beg me for what you want.”

  “I’m sorry I was so naughty, but no one’s ever paid attention. I know you’re watching and taking care of me. I’ll be really good. I promise.”

  “Yes, you will be.” I grabbed the back of her head and kissed her hard. The movement pressed her ass into the table and she moaned into my mouth. I devoured her, delving my tongue in and out as we made-out.

  “Yes, yes, I will!” Caitlyn raked her nails down each of my arms as she cried out. “I will honestly.”

  “Easy, sweetheart.” I removed the ginger from her clit and blew across it. She shivered and I smirked down at her. “Next time I find out that you deliberately disobeyed me, I’ll plug your ass, spank you, and stick you in the corner until you’ve realized your error. Does that sound like fun?”

  “No, no it doesn’t.” She ground her ass against the wood. “Well, actually, yes, everything but the corner sort of turns me on.”

  “Naughty little thing.” I picked her up and laid her out on the couch. I raised one of her legs up and slapped her mound. “Beg.”

  “Pretty please?”

  “Like you mean it.” I smacked the soft folds of her nether lips and she squirmed. “I know you can beg louder.”

  “Please, Daddy? I want you inside of me,” she almost purred. I reached my hand under her and tapped the base of the ginger root still firmly planted in her ass. “Oh! Please fuck me, Daddy!”

  “Much better, little girl.” I sank my cock into her heat and took her harder than the first time we were together. She was so wet and ready. The punishment served to get her back on track, but her reward served so much more. Caitlyn wrapped her arms around my neck and it pushed our bodies even closer together. I licked along the sweet hollow of her neck and collarbone, and then bit down. Her fingers pressed into my shoulders, but she didn’t use her full strength.

  “I’m so close–”

  “That’s the point, Cate.” I pumped in and out of her core, rougher and faster. She threw her head back in pleasure, which caused little tendrils of golden hair to slip out of her braid, framing her face in silky strands. “Come for me.” Something about the combination of sweetness and utter naughtiness forced a growl from somewhere in my throat and I nipped her ear. “Right fucking now.”

  Her pussy clenched around my cock, milking every last drop from it as we hit our climax together. Instead of taking a moment to languish in the amazing afterglow, I cared for her and removed the spicy plug from her ass.

  “I feel like a puddle.” Her eyes fluttered shut.

  “Let’s go take a bath, Caity-bug, and then we can watch a movie and go to sleep.” I scooped her up into my arms and strutted to the staircase.

  “Did you mean it when you said you loved me or was it just because I said it first?”

  “I don’t say things I don’t mean.” I planted a kiss on her cheek and carried her up the steps. “Yes, I love you, but we’ve got a lot of things in our path right now. Don’t overthink. Let me handle it.”

  “Thank you for being so amazing,” she sighed. “I hope this shit settles soon.”

  “I sort of hope it doesn’t,” I admitted for the first time out loud and she raised her eyebrows. “Yes, I want everything with Antonio to be over, but having you here has been the best experience of my life. I don’t want things to just go back to normal when this ends.”

  “I can’t predict the future, obviously, but I’m not sure if there is a normal to revert to. The first night I consciously stayed here,” she said, smiling, “I had it in my head to get back to a state of normalcy as fast as possible, but my entire life has changed. I didn’t know it changed for you as well.”

  “Whatever is supposed to happen will happen.” I turned left into the bathroom and gently set her on her feet. “Don’t worry, we’ll figure it out together.”

  Somehow, I’d keep my promise to her no matter what happened next.

  Chapter 9

  Caitlyn

  One week later…

  Louisa stormed through the living room with boxes, bags, and a determined look in her eyes. I wasn’t going to like whatever had dragged her to Kade’s house early in the afternoon on a Saturday.

  “Hey, you.” I glanced at the dress bag in her hands. “What’s up?”

  “I’m working a double so you’re going to the charity ball tonight.”

  “Uh, no,” I folded my arms over my chest. “I’m not allowed to leave the house, remember?”

  “You’re not standing up my brother and he’ll be there to keep an eye on things. I have a personal limo driver handpicked by Kade. You’ll be fine.”

  “A limo? Won’t that call attention to myself?”

  “It’ll be fine, you’ll be in a regular car, but with a driver. We’re about the same size.” She tugged me to my feet and walked around me in a slow circle. “Yes, this gown will be perfect on you.”

  “I can’t walk in heels and a gown! I don’t even know how to apply make-up. Louisa, I’ll be nothing but an embarrassment.”

  “You just need to stand next to Kade and look pretty. I know you can do that! You waitressed for years. If you can balance all those heavy trays, you can walk in high heels. Trust me.”

  “I do trust you, and if anyone could twirl my hair around my head, I’m sure you can, but–”

  “Listen, Cate, I studied cosmetology in high school and I literally brought home over a thousand bucks every prom season. You’re a gorgeous girl. It won’t be hard to enhance what you’ve got.”

  “Oh wow! Why did you become a nurse then?” The smile in her eyes drained out, and I wished I hadn’t asked. I sat back down on the couch and Louisa joined me. “Listen, I’m sorry if that got personal. I didn’t mean to pry.”

  “My parents died right after my graduation. I was powerless to help them. I thought if I had gotten there just a bit faster than everyone else, I might have been able to do something.”

  “I’m so sorry you had to go through such an awful experience.”

  “Yeah, but Kade got really sick right afterward. His powers showed up the same night. He actually got alerted to the accident moments before it happened, but neither of us could have stopped it. I never really admitted it before, but even if I had been next to the bridge, there was just no salvaging anything.” She blinked back tears. “So later on that night, my brother became extremely sick and I refused to lose him too. No, I wasn’t ready to face a world without my entire family.”

  “Did you ever figure out the cause of the accident?” I asked softly.

  “Kade thinks the Morelli family had something to do with it. The law firm Kade works at had been under a lot of pressure at the time. My mother and father were both lawyers. Neither of us have proved it, but we think my parents were close to unraveling something foul deeper down in the bowels of the firm. I think it’s why he has stayed there all this time instead of getting away from Greymoor Heights. Nothing good comes out of this place. A cabin in the woods or a bungalow on the beach would be much better.” She sighed and then patted my hand. “Now that I’ve given you all the feels. Let’s get you ready for the party. I want you to knock Kade’s socks off.”

  “I really care about him, Louisa. I don’t want you to think that I’m out for something. I can imagine what this might look like to you, but I’m not seeking his fame or whatever.”

  “Listen, Cate. I’m only going to say this once. I don’t go around and coddle most people, especially not with the shit I see on a daily basis, but I belie
ve you’re genuine. My brother and I are set financially, and so he doesn’t trust easily, but he saw something in you.”

  “Why the hell do your bust your ass so hard at the hospital if you’ve got money?” Whoops. How disillusioned had I been to not connect those dots.

  “Because I believe everyone deserves a fighting chance to live, and if my skills can give somebody that chance, I want to be there.” Louisa stood up. “I don’t know anything about the talents you and my brother have, but from what I’ve seen it comes from a place deep inside of somebody genuinely good. I could be wrong,” she scoffed. “I have been wrong at least once in my life, but I don’t think I am on this particular example.”

  “Geesh, you really don’t want to go to this fancy party, do you?”

  “No, I really don’t. Get up, Cate, so I can make you even prettier.”

  “Oh! You’re so going to owe me one.”

  “Hm.” She tapped her chin. “I helped save your life. I think you’re going to be repaying me for a long time.” Louisa smirked.

  “Fuck,” I muttered under my breath. “Fine. I admit defeat. Thank you for helping me survive and all. I’ll be your Barbie doll this one time, but then we’re even.”

  “Huh, so your life is only worth one party?” She laughed as I got to my feet and shot her daggers from my eyes. “I’m sure I could bargain. Get at least some baked goods and maybe a few house-cleaning trips out of this.”

  “Ugh, Louisa,” I groaned, but she was right. “Can’t me putting up with your brother be enough to call it good?”

  “Your eyes sparkle every time I mention him, so I highly doubt you’re just ‘putting’ up with him.”

  “Do you read minds too?”

  “Enough stalling. You’re going to look fabulous.” She took my hand and dragged me toward the bathroom. “I always wanted a baby sister. I swear it’s going to be fun!”

  “Fine, fine, but if I get into trouble tonight it’s all your fault.”